That would have been a more appropiate title for this garbage.Now I'm not a sexist and in these "me too" times, you gotta tread carefully. To prove that I can enjoy an actionmovie with a female lead, I love The Quick And The Dead with Sharon Stone in the lead. This movie does not work. Not because the women are doing a bad job. Well Mary Stuart Masterson and especially Andie McDowell are terrible. Madeleine Stove delivers a solid performance as always. And Drew Barrymore is just eyecandy and shows her very nice tits in two scenes.The women are not the problem here. It's the script. It cant decide wether or not it wants to be a comedy, a feminist movie or a serious western. So it's a little bit of everything, which is annoying. And the story is nonsensical and the women keep making bad decisions, so they get caught by bad men so that they can get themselves saved by the good man. Also funny how the women look good as does the two good men. But the bad men all look like people did back then., With rotten yellow teeth and bad skin. I guess, so we, the dumb audience can tell the badguys from the goodguys. It's like reading a Disney comic book, where the badguys always have stubbles and the goodguys are freshly shaven. There is not nearly enough action and what little there is is lame and boring. Which suggest a low budget. The movie is R-rated, but aside from Drews tits and a little blood, it might as well have been PG13. The badguy, who is a terrible actor as well as over the top evil. So when he is finally killed, with only one shot, it's dissapointing. Evewnthough he is not nearly menacing enough, to trly hate him. He should have been riddled with bullets. You cant set up a badguy like that and not give him a long painful death. But Im guessing ( not knowing for sure) that the goddamn MPAA made them reshoot several scenes, because it was too violent. Either that or the director was simply clueless, how to shoot a western. The badguys crew are impossible to tell apart. They're just there to be rapists and be killed in the end. The only two good men in the movie are push-overs and one of them dies for a woman that don't want him anyway. The other one falls for a clearly much older McDowell. Oh and The Pinkerton detectives, which was real, are also in this movie, but they never catch Madeliene Stowe and are evidently too stupid to catch anyone, so why they are in this movie, I dont know. One of them is played by Jim Beaver, known for his role as Bobby singer on Supernatural. I didn't even recognize him which proves how bad this movie is. I recommend avoding this crap and find the scenes with Drew toplesss. Theyre the only parts of the movie worth watching.

This is actually a fairly handsomely mounted and rather traditional western, if it wasn't for the unrelenting glamorousness of the protagonists. Even when they are dirty, you get the impression that it's designer dirt.But that's OK, because the glam factor is one of the things which sells this western.It sure isn't the story, because there are few surprises (although, to be fair, there are a couple of moments which aren't entirely expected).The confusing thing is that the movie is resolutely feminist, yet trades on the very un-feminist element of hot chicks. I suppose this enables it to appeal to two apparently contradictory demographics.The movie is a romp, which makes it a touch puzzling that Madelyn Stowe plays it very straight and serious.But, taking everything into consideration, it is entertaining, undemanding, and easy on the eyes.

Madeleine Stowe, as Cody Zamora, is a hooker who shoots a man in self defense. Being what she is, that is to say, not being Mother Teresa, she doesn't generate much sympathy in this rough-riding town and the good citizens decide to hang her. "Get on with it," she tells them with Promethean contempt. They're about to do just that when three other young women of dubious repute rescue her at the last minute and ride off. In pursuit are a variety of justice seekers, including Pinkertons and other law types, one or two of them, such as Dermot Mulroney and James LeGros aren't too bad. On the trail they run into the Jarrett Gang. Some of the bad girls, and some of the pursuers as well, carry baggage with them related to the Jarrett Gang. There is a violent shoot out.Now, we must note here that the writers weren't reaching too far for original character names. The leader of the girls is Cody Zamora, whereas the leader of the Gang is Kid Jarrett. I'd be surprised if the writers hadn't seen James Cagney in "White Heat" as a gang leader named Cody Jarrett. At least there were no Wades or Coles or Lukes or Matts, although there was a bad guy named Yuma, which is pretty bad.In fact, though, all four of the bad girls could as easily have been men, or more easily. They WOULD have been men back in the 1950s or 1960s. But then I suppose the Jarrett Gang wouldn't have had an opportunity to treat Drew Barrymore to a lesson in Tough Love. At that, though, this is a BIG improvement over "Westward the Women," with Robert Taylor as a sadistic wagonmaster hired to cart a caravan of would-be wives out to a female-starved Western outpost. Taylor consistently treats his wards like dirt and actually whips some of them when they don't work hard enough. There's nothing original here except the gender of the four leads. There is some suggested nudity but no simulated sex or anything else to pique one's interest. They just seem to have rounded up four popular actresses and thrown them into a well-worn dusty rut. The climactic gunplay is lifted straight out of "The Wild Bunch", as are a couple of slow-motion gunshots. No reason for it, except that it had been done before.I thank the whole tenor of the pitcher is captured when there is a scene of them four hoorah gals a-settin' around the camp fire and a-havin' a peaceful chat. All four of them is exquisitely dressed and unimpeachably groomed with modern hair styles and make up in full panoply. Not a hair out of place, y'know? But the make up department has very carefully brushed a comely taupe area on one cheek or a smear of raw sienna across some otherwise impeccable forehead. That's dust and dirt from the road. They been on the trail fer quite a spell. And they talk like they just graduated from Wellesley. (That's this here classy college back East, kids.) Not a single "g" is dropped at the end of a word like "nothing," or -- as we rawboned cowboys like to call it -- "NUTHIN." How can writers and directors be so careless, so contemptuous of viewers? Or maybe I'm mistaken. Maybe they have a different audience in mind. But if so, what is it?

This film could easily be dismissed (deservedly) as yet another McMovie off the assembly line, but for one thing - it appears to be a really lame homage (as opposed to blatant rip off) to the mother of all westerns, _The Wild Bunch_ (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0065214/). The opening features a Temperance Union march and the ending with a (lame and bloodless) shootout, complete with gattling gun - from which the heroines walk away unscathed and without a hair out of place. Everything in between is peppered with stuff lifted from _Wild Bunch_ - bandits robbing a US army arms shipment to sell in Mexico most prominent, and the lead up to the finale of the 4 gals on horseback riding into bandido town to rescue a compatriate is a carbon copy. Even chunks of dialog are lifted - "Well why dontcha all kiss my sister's black cat's ass"...This is more than simply bad - its insulting. Peckinpah must be spinning in his grave.